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NAME kim yerim. GROUP/INDUSTRY red velvet. AGE/DOB eighteen/march 5th, 2000. HOUSE gryffindor. YEAR first. HISTORY born out of wedlock to a pureblood and a half-blood is how kim yerim came along. many will say that she is her mother through and through, a girl that shamelessly wears her heart on her sleeve. yeri feels everything and she feels everything strongly, however that does not make her totally vulnerable. she's emotional, not gullible. "that'll be the end of you." her father will often say, and she doesn't know whether to take it as an insult or a compliment. "you know that don't you?" she says nothing, but she knows. although her education consists mostly of attending private schools, magic has been a part of her life for as long as she can remember. what was the point of keeping her in the dark when it was all her parents used to make everything in their little home? why would they, when they knew for certain that their oldest would get her hogwarts acceptance letter once she becomes of age? (she was sent home from school one day, for being accused of painting a frog pink. she was eight, and eight-year-olds have overactive imaginations, don't they? she did after all think of how cute it would be if it were her favorite color.) being the firstborn of four girls and having the attention constantly shifting from one to the other has helped her become more resilient, helped her grow a shell that's hard to penetrate but not without being fully equipped with a sharp wit. to be raised in a home that is predominantly female has also aided her in being unnecessarily competitive and awfully mischievous. that's not to say that she didn't grow up in a loving home, or that she misbehaved--that she did more often than not, and she will say it with pride--what she will never mention is how she felt that it was the only way feel like she was being heard in that household. "how can a person be so small and yet, be so loud?" well, she has to compensate for it somehow even if her lack of tact and brazen ways may result in certain consequences she's not yet ready to face. underneath that bold exterior lies a hell of a lot more than meets the eye, sometimes even her own. but she is hopeful and determined to prove herself even when it's not asked of her, as she is not easily deterred. (it is only when she's sitting on the train to hogwarts does she realize that she has a ton of growing up to do, but until then--she will continue to enjoy the little things in life, and that includes chocolate frogs.) ABILITIES/SKILLS ᴅᴀᴅᴀ coming from the daughter of two aurors, this shouldn't be surprising. her desire to be good, to protect everything and everyone that is good runs in her veins so deep that you could probably feel it pulsing from a mile away. not to mention, disappointing her parents is an inherent fear of hers so she's going to try to excel in this class no matter what. ʜᴇʀʙᴏʟᴏɢʏ with an affinity for anything that is living, breathing and especially green (or cute), it is especially hard for yeri to not express her excitement in attending ALL of her herbology classes. it is even harder for her to resist the urge to bring a bits and pieces of a couple fungi here and there to cook a little something up. ᴘʀᴇғᴇᴄᴛ the usually big-headed, known for tooting her own horn, kim yerim is an aspiring prefect. she reckons she'd make an outstanding prefect, even if she isn't a stickler for authority. she takes pride in her ability to remain somewhat unbiased when it comes down to being stern and laying down the law. her downfall may be giving people the benefit of the doubt, but to be able to give detention to someone that deserves it? that is sweet, sweet justice she absolutely cannot wait to taste. ETC. ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ yeri is fluent in english, having developed a bit of a scottish accent as she most of her formative pre-teen years living in glasgow. she is... not as fluent in korean, some terms here and there she still might not get. but she tries! ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ as a child, her dream was to become a musician. she was in love with music. she found a beat-up guitar in the attic of their old home, it was an ancient thing that her her father had brought home from a flea market ages ago. after having found that, she'd beg her parents to give her guitar lessons, but to no avail. whenever she was sent to her room for misbehaving, she'd strum it loudly--the screeching coming from that old rusty, untuned thing. she's lost of her touch since then (not like she ever had one to begin with), but she brought to the academy a wooden ukulele that her mother had charmed for her a parting gift, one that plays music for her instead. ᴡᴀɴᴅ yerim is the proud owner of an 11" unicorn hair cored, ash wand. ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴ she couldn't leave home without her best friend of four years, parker. an orange tabby with clingy tendencies, and much to her dismay, a bit of an air of aloofness. ʜᴏᴍᴇ home is a term that yerim isn't totally familiar with. her family moved around enough for her to be desensitized from the entire process. she was born in the UK and remained there until she was six before moving back to south korea to get in touch with their roots. just as she and her sister were starting to get comfortable, her parents decided it was time for a change of scenery! they packed up and got on the road again, this time spending a couple of months in scotland, her father filling in for a temporary gig at the british ministry of magic while her mother was pregnant with a third child. ᴛʀᴀᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴ a couple of months quickly became a year, and a year into years - where they would commemorate every birthday at a quidditch event without fail. she's never flown before (she's a bit terrified), but she loves quidditch, is very invested in the sport and holds it close to her heart due to family traditions. they rep the montrose magpies prrrretty hard. ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ mods, please use this one, please. :)